Wake to Dream
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Alice Beaumont is running out of time…
Plagued by sleep disorders since her childhood, Alice had grown accustomed to the nightly dreams that terrorized her. She woke up in strange places. She was paralyzed by fear and hallucinations. She screamed each night at unseen specters and evil faces.
When her sister, Delilah, goes missing, Alice’s dreams take on new meaning. A link between reality and fantasy, Alice understands that her dreams hold the key to the mystery of her sister’s abduction.
A hooded woman…
A mysterious and dangerous man…
And a doctor who is determined to help her fit together the broken pieces…
Alice has no choice but to peer deep into the recesses of her mind to discover the clues that will lead her to truth. On a race to save her sister, Alice runs a dangerous maze between the nightmares that haunt her and the monster that waits for her when she finally wakes.
*This title deals with disturbing themes that may be a trigger for sensitive readers.*
Im in awe!!!
Apparently Lily had been ill for the most of this year. Getting treatment. Whatever the hell she took......it tuned her already devious brain to absolute razor sharpness. And she's conjured this masterpiece.
I'm astounded !
All through the book, I highlighted lines, passages, instances.
They're all for nothing. Zero. Zilch !
The story of Maximillian Frost and Alice Beaumont turned on its axis 4 times .
Four. Whopping. Times!!!. It's completely what you would NEVER EVER guess!. Alice's brain plays tricks on her. She's a victim of abuse in her childhood that triggers sleep disorders. She sleepwalk's , becomes violent, thrashes about, harms people.
She meets Max and her brain shot wires into confusing Dreams with reality. It's like she's in a box thrown down the stairs. She somersaults and her up is bottom many times till she's completely lost.
So are we!!!
Whereas his youth had created in him something fierce and volatile, hers had created in her something fearful and timid. Two halves of the same whole, two souls that carried with them the turmoil of a life abused at the hands of the people who should have cared for them the most.
One of the finest brains I'd like to pick ( tho I'd be trembling) would be Lily's , if I ever have the privilege of meeting. I'm in awe!